Pain In The Ass
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Category:
1 through F › Chuck
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,914
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Pain In The Ass
Written for EvilManicLaugh
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This was a much better solution than killing him, Sarah Walker thought to herself as she shoved the big NSA agent against the counter and slid her hands up that ridiculous bright green shirt to feel the warm, muscled skin of his back. “You’ve been a bad, bad boy, Major Casey. It’s past time someone taught you a lesson.” Her fingers walked around his ribcage and tugged at the tightly curled chest hair before she flattened her palms against his stomach. “Bend over the counter.”
She felt the shiver that ran through him and knew he was most likely wondering what he could use as a weapon against her since her hands were close enough to his crotch to do him serious harm. “No.”
“Bend over the counter,” Sarah said once more – rather sweetly, she thought – and reached down to cup him through the fabric of his khakis. “Don’t make me say ‘please’.” She kneaded until she felt him lengthening in her hand, then returned to exploring the hard planes and ridges of his upper body. From Casey’s hastily-suppressed grumble of disappointment, she figured he was ready to begin. “Bend over,” she reminded him.
He put his hands on the counter slowly, sliding them into the same position he might take when doing a push-up, and started to bend over as ordered. Sarah drew back her hand and whacked his ass as hard as she could, and he surged upright in shock even though he had to have known what form his ‘lesson’ would be taking. “What the-”
“Bend. Over,” she hissed, slamming her hands against his broad shoulders to force him back down. “Unless you want this to happen on the other side of the counter…do you want that to happen, Major?”
Casey hurriedly shook his head ‘no’ and leaned on the counter once more looking furious, and looking as if he’d forgotten that he was three times her size. He sucked in a sharp breath as Sarah reached around him again to begin working on his belt, deliberately going as slow as she could. The erection that had wilted somewhat when she’d first smacked him was back in full-force, so she decided she could afford to show a little kindness – just a little - and stroked the bulge lightly. He made another stifled sound and tried to press against her hand, but Sarah laughed and continued easing his belt out of the loops. When the entire length of the belt was finally in her hands, she grinned and flicked it at the counter where the resultant crack made Casey jump nearly a foot. She was liking this more and more.
His fingers dug into the countertop as she leisurely unzipped his pants and slid them as well as his boxer shorts down to his ankles, straightening from her crouch to run her fingernails up the inside of his leg and give his ass an appraising pinch. “Very nice, Major Casey.” Sarah moved so that she was positioned on his left side, and brought her left hand up to fondle him with a hum of approval. “Very nice.” He certainly gave new meaning to the term ‘handful’, she thought as she stroked the thick, stiff cock. Maybe once he was housetrained… lifting her right hand in the air, Sarah brought it down even harder than she had at first. Casey grunted under the blow but aside from the tensing of his arms, he didn’t move except for the automatic softening of his hard-on. She stroked him back to full erection and began to spank him again, alternating the hard strikes of her palm with coaxing pulls at his cock so that it didn’t take long until he could stay hard even without having her hand pumping him.
When his bottom was starting to turn a shade of pink that nearly matched a new pair of shoes she bought last week Sarah reached for the belt, waiting as the big man turned his head to look at her over his shoulder. “Whatever you’re planning on doing with that belt, you better make it good ‘cause the moment we’re through here I’ll make you regret it, Walker,” he promised.
“If you threaten me, you’d better make sure you mean it. Because I’ll make you regret that I aimed for your balls.” She snapped the belt at him for the sheer pleasure of watching him flinch, and then began to smack his ass with it. He’d most likely have an interesting pattern of bruises in a few hours that would make it equally as interesting when he tried to sit down, but it was one thing to whale away at someone just because it made a person feel powerful… and another thing entirely when the someone was clearly enjoying every minute of being spanked with his own belt. With every crack! of the leather against his bare skin, Casey grunted and shoved his cock into her hand. When she saw from the sweat forming at his temples and his accelerated breathing that he was nearing orgasm Sarah brought the belt down faster and harder, flogging him mercilessly until he slammed his fists down on the counter with a strangled yell.
She hadn’t planned on it when she’d originally gotten the idea to do this, but ever since Sarah had seen what was hiding behind the zipper of Casey’s pants she’d wanted to put her mouth on him. Tossing the belt on the floor and sinking to her knees, Sarah pushed at his hip to turn him towards her and wrapped her lips around that beautiful thick cock. She sucked him frantically, so turned on by the spanking that she had to press her thighs together tightly; it was almost a shame she’d have to kick him out right after they were done. The big man pulled at her hair, groaning appreciatively as he came in salty-hot spurts that Sarah nearly choked on. She turned her head to the side and spat on the floor, then took him in her mouth again to suck him clean. “What exactly was I supposed to be learning?” Casey asked suddenly, his hand warm and surprisingly gentle on the back of her neck.
Sarah got to her feet, watching him pull up his pants and pick up the belt. When he winced as the fabric brushed against the bright red skin of his behind, she smirked. “You were learning to quit being such a pain in the ass.”
~fin~
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This was a much better solution than killing him, Sarah Walker thought to herself as she shoved the big NSA agent against the counter and slid her hands up that ridiculous bright green shirt to feel the warm, muscled skin of his back. “You’ve been a bad, bad boy, Major Casey. It’s past time someone taught you a lesson.” Her fingers walked around his ribcage and tugged at the tightly curled chest hair before she flattened her palms against his stomach. “Bend over the counter.”
She felt the shiver that ran through him and knew he was most likely wondering what he could use as a weapon against her since her hands were close enough to his crotch to do him serious harm. “No.”
“Bend over the counter,” Sarah said once more – rather sweetly, she thought – and reached down to cup him through the fabric of his khakis. “Don’t make me say ‘please’.” She kneaded until she felt him lengthening in her hand, then returned to exploring the hard planes and ridges of his upper body. From Casey’s hastily-suppressed grumble of disappointment, she figured he was ready to begin. “Bend over,” she reminded him.
He put his hands on the counter slowly, sliding them into the same position he might take when doing a push-up, and started to bend over as ordered. Sarah drew back her hand and whacked his ass as hard as she could, and he surged upright in shock even though he had to have known what form his ‘lesson’ would be taking. “What the-”
“Bend. Over,” she hissed, slamming her hands against his broad shoulders to force him back down. “Unless you want this to happen on the other side of the counter…do you want that to happen, Major?”
Casey hurriedly shook his head ‘no’ and leaned on the counter once more looking furious, and looking as if he’d forgotten that he was three times her size. He sucked in a sharp breath as Sarah reached around him again to begin working on his belt, deliberately going as slow as she could. The erection that had wilted somewhat when she’d first smacked him was back in full-force, so she decided she could afford to show a little kindness – just a little - and stroked the bulge lightly. He made another stifled sound and tried to press against her hand, but Sarah laughed and continued easing his belt out of the loops. When the entire length of the belt was finally in her hands, she grinned and flicked it at the counter where the resultant crack made Casey jump nearly a foot. She was liking this more and more.
His fingers dug into the countertop as she leisurely unzipped his pants and slid them as well as his boxer shorts down to his ankles, straightening from her crouch to run her fingernails up the inside of his leg and give his ass an appraising pinch. “Very nice, Major Casey.” Sarah moved so that she was positioned on his left side, and brought her left hand up to fondle him with a hum of approval. “Very nice.” He certainly gave new meaning to the term ‘handful’, she thought as she stroked the thick, stiff cock. Maybe once he was housetrained… lifting her right hand in the air, Sarah brought it down even harder than she had at first. Casey grunted under the blow but aside from the tensing of his arms, he didn’t move except for the automatic softening of his hard-on. She stroked him back to full erection and began to spank him again, alternating the hard strikes of her palm with coaxing pulls at his cock so that it didn’t take long until he could stay hard even without having her hand pumping him.
When his bottom was starting to turn a shade of pink that nearly matched a new pair of shoes she bought last week Sarah reached for the belt, waiting as the big man turned his head to look at her over his shoulder. “Whatever you’re planning on doing with that belt, you better make it good ‘cause the moment we’re through here I’ll make you regret it, Walker,” he promised.
“If you threaten me, you’d better make sure you mean it. Because I’ll make you regret that I aimed for your balls.” She snapped the belt at him for the sheer pleasure of watching him flinch, and then began to smack his ass with it. He’d most likely have an interesting pattern of bruises in a few hours that would make it equally as interesting when he tried to sit down, but it was one thing to whale away at someone just because it made a person feel powerful… and another thing entirely when the someone was clearly enjoying every minute of being spanked with his own belt. With every crack! of the leather against his bare skin, Casey grunted and shoved his cock into her hand. When she saw from the sweat forming at his temples and his accelerated breathing that he was nearing orgasm Sarah brought the belt down faster and harder, flogging him mercilessly until he slammed his fists down on the counter with a strangled yell.
She hadn’t planned on it when she’d originally gotten the idea to do this, but ever since Sarah had seen what was hiding behind the zipper of Casey’s pants she’d wanted to put her mouth on him. Tossing the belt on the floor and sinking to her knees, Sarah pushed at his hip to turn him towards her and wrapped her lips around that beautiful thick cock. She sucked him frantically, so turned on by the spanking that she had to press her thighs together tightly; it was almost a shame she’d have to kick him out right after they were done. The big man pulled at her hair, groaning appreciatively as he came in salty-hot spurts that Sarah nearly choked on. She turned her head to the side and spat on the floor, then took him in her mouth again to suck him clean. “What exactly was I supposed to be learning?” Casey asked suddenly, his hand warm and surprisingly gentle on the back of her neck.
Sarah got to her feet, watching him pull up his pants and pick up the belt. When he winced as the fabric brushed against the bright red skin of his behind, she smirked. “You were learning to quit being such a pain in the ass.”
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